dear absent summer fling,
okay it was great, and if only i knew i was gonna become so attatched
to someone who i only knew limited about, then maybe i would have
saved myself before i got in too deep.
You made empty promises to stay in touch, you said we’d remain close,
and you said maybe next summer we’d pick up where we left off.
i’m nieve for thinking you couldnt change after leaving. and i’m angry
at myself for being this way. But the truth is you’ve become that
typical douche bag frat boy that i never thought i’d see. truth is i
stuck up for you and gave you a chance when everyone i know told me
not to. you live and learn right? and its better to experience than to
not experience at all right? the truth is i dont regret you or my
summer at all. i regret letting you take part of me when you left.
truth is i’m not sorry that its over but for the way i let it end.
truth is the strings attatched themselves the day you kissed me on the
forehead and said “stay in touch” and i looked at you and said “or
so now i’ve moved on and you obviously have too, and i’m happy and i’m
going somewhere. but just know that you built be up and broke me down
and you had half of my heart and i’m taking it back and it feels
hope all is well & i wish you happiness
the best you’ll ever have